Experiencing a morning like this
gives us a feeling of inner peace
sustaining us throughout the day.
The fleeting passage of sunrise
glistens on the dew draped grasses and pebbles along the pathway.
~ grassy dune hillocks wander through the rays of light ~
The boardwalk encourages us to move on
flanked by asters,
so plentiful this year
fresh, perky and smothering the wooden trail.
Across the way a heron eyes a morning morsel
while swooping behind us
and diving into a secure place
are two herons so silent and aware.
This heron made no hesitation
heading directly into a tree lined
marshy venue ~
Passing up any chance of finding any food in these grasses.
While all this was going on,
I was playing
DOODLE SUPERINTENDENT
at our weekend yardsale.
I always help Jim in the autumn with this yearly ritual
by sitting very still
not to scare off customers.
When they aren't looking I
DOODLE ATTACK
them,
everyone of them
Don't want anyone to feel left out!
